One can never guess it." "As for that, I can read you easily enough," says Lady Rylton, with a superior air.

"You are original, but--yes--I can read you." She could as easily have read a page of Sanscrit.

"It is your originality I like.

I have never, in spite of many things, been in the least sorry that I gave you a home on the death of your--er--rather disreputable husband." Mrs.Bethune looks sweetly at her.
"And _such_ a home!" says she.
"Not a word, not a word," entreats Lady Rylton graciously.

"But to return to Maurice.